I had been on the run for 2 months now. 2 months since I was held captive by the Mogs. 2 months that I had really understood my past.
My whole life had been a lie.
They (my parents) told me that they had found me on a hiking trail in the mountains. They took me in and kept me safe for the 16 years that I had lived. I knew I was different from all the other kids at my schools but my parents kept on saying that I was just ordinary but now I know that I'm not.
I'm Loric… at least that's what the letter told me.
According to the letter that was in a chest that came with me when they found me, I came from another planet called Lorien. The Elders foresaw the fate of Lorien and knew that a war was about to happen so they sent me to Earth once I was born. I was their secret, the planet Lorien's secret. The person who wrote the letter said that Lorien was going to send 9 more people of my kind, people from Lorien. There was nothing else about Lorien or about me, just that I was Loric and I was a secret.
I didn't believe anything the letter told me until my room was blasted to pieces.
I took what I could, a phone, a pocketknife, the letter and a chest that was hidden for way to long, and shoved them into a backpack and ran.
I lasted 1 hour until I was caught.
They took me knocked me out unconscious and the next time I opened my eyes I was in a cell.
I was held captive for months; they tortured me, asking me questions about the others that they were looking for. The ones who were supposed to come to Earth. But I didn't know a thing.
One day, I found myself outside of my own prison cell. I had somehow teleported out of the cell. I concentrated on returning to the cell and within seconds I did. I kept practicing when the guards weren't on duty and finally perfected my teleporting.
I escaped that day and teleported my way out of my prison cell and ran. I could picture anything else so I wasn't able to go anywhere else so once I got out I just ran and ran.